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Don't anger the 'literal genie' on Halloween

He dangled his line of the end of the pier as the tide came
in hoping to catch the night's dinner when the hook snagged
on something. He tugged and tugged and finally the hook
came free. He pulled up the line to find his hook firmly
embedded in a cork.

He had just come back from Vegas and was wandering the 
shore of his small beachfront home when out of the corner 
of his eye he saw it. A flash of light on a piece of glass. 
He strolled over to where he saw the flash and saw a bottle 
nearly buried in the sand. 

The three crossdressers had found a deserted beach where 
they could wear their women's bathing suits without being 
laughed at. Wandering along the shore they espied a bottle 
and each grabbed for it.  In the ensuing catfight the 
stopper got pulled and the requisite beautiful genie 
appeared.

  

Now Angus loved women; he loved the clothes they wore, the 
way they smelled and the way they looked. But he loved 
Timmy more and his greatest wish in life was to find his 
way to Timmy's heart.